Reading, Watching, Listening

I'm the tap that keeps on dripping
The dog that's scratching at your door
I'm that nagging guilty feeling
You can't find a reason for

I'm the rattle of your window
That always keeps you half awake
I'm the ink stain on her love letter
I'm the cold you just can't shake

And every day I cry for you
And wish that you were crying too

But you don't feel my pain
You don't see my sorrow
And the thing that hurts the most
Is I'm just a ghost

Ghost - Charlene Soraya